Ikey regularly wanders into our room at about 7 am asking for breakfast. We usually can talk him into getting cereal while we slowly finish waking ourselves up.
Today he said, "Can you wake up and get me some breakfast?"
I said, "Can you just get some or just wait for a minute?"
He said, "Ok. There's a light brown bear in our yard."
I jumped out of bed to look out the window, and saw our resident light brown deer with pretty big antlers lying a few yards from the breakfast deck.
"Oh good. You woke up. I think it's time for breakfast," Isaac said.
He's about to become the boy who cried "bear".
2 comments:
Be afraid Aimee, be very afraid. That kid is way too smart!
little smarty pants! i am laughing pretty hard right now.
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